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Harry Potter – Part 2 – Diagon Alley

The sun beamed through the window on a glorious August morning.
“Up at last, Harry?” said Ron, who was putting a shirt on.
“Yeah,” he muttered groggily. “You’ll never guess what happened last night though!” he continued on, recalling the events and suddenly waking up
“Did something happen after I fell asleep?” inquired Ron.
“I was feeling horny, so I took a look at the book and found a spell”
“Really? Well, did you use it on someone?”
Harry paused for a moment, gazing at Ron. His expression seemed eager to know, but there also appeared to be a hint of fear etched on his face; maybe he was worried Harry had stolen his love, or Harry had done stuff with his sister. Putting Ron out of his anxiety, Harry said,
“Yes… Fleur”
For a split second, Harry saw relief flood Ron’s face, before he asked how it was. Harry went on to inform him very graphically of the details, how he had found Fleur in the kitchen and had the opportunity to use the spell on her and fucked her pussy raw
“Bloody hell Harry, you’re one lucky bastard” said Ron, full of awe. “I need to use that book as soon as possible”
“Let’s look for another spell, ” said Harry.
Ron raced across to his trunk and opened up the book to its second page. The spell there was called “deus hora.” It read “For one hour only, you will appear to be a God to all women who see you. They will instantly be fully attracted to you and willing to do your every command, as a group. At the end of the hour, everyone subject to the spell will faint for one minute, giving you the opportunity to flee the scene. They will also have no recollection of the events.”
“Wicked” gasped Ron, “But I won’t be able to use this for ages, this house is too busy for me to risk any of my brothers catching on to what is going on!”
At that exact moment, Mrs Weasley banged on their door.
“Boys, we’re going to Diagon Alley today, be ready by 11. We are all leaving at the same time, it’s not such a safe place any more, so hurry up!”
“You’re in luck mate” said Harry, winking to his pal.
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It was fairly deserted. Since news of Voldemort’s return, people had been afraid to leave the relative safety of their own homes. There had been killings, murders, even news of violent rapes, so it wasn’t a surprise to see that there were very few people around. Those who were, moved in tight knit groups.
“Is that all 8 of us?” inquired Mr Weasley.
“Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Molly, Bill, Fleur and me. Yes, that’s all 10” he said.
“Right, now we must stay together alright, all of us must do everything as a group. It’s too risky for people to go off on their own. First, let’s go to Madam Malkins, best get everyone’s clothing sorted out first.”
Ron realised it would be almost impossible to get a chance to be alone with any girls, but he desperately wanted to try this spell out. After all, Harry had some action last night, it was only fair that he got some now. He quickly devised a plan and rushed to the front of the group, so as soon as they entered the old robes shop, he would be taken care of first by Madam Malkin.
The first part of his plan had worked, she took his measurements first and found him the perfect set of robes. He knew he had about one hour to work with, as three other people had to be attended to, but there weren’t many girls around he could ensnare. Nor would it be easy for him to creep off without anyone realising.
Fortune seemed to be on his side, as at that precise moment, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell all entered the shop. He knew he would have to act fast, because as soon as the three girls realised the length of the queue, they would leave. He went into the furthest aisle of the shop and pointed his wand at his own neck, and performed the “deus hora” spell.
He felt a chill down his tingling spine and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end for a moment. He looked at his image in the mirror and he seemed to be emanating some sort of golden rays of light.
He walked out to the end of the aisle and peered out. He saw the three girls about to leave the shop, looking slightly disappointed.
“Hey!” he called out, loud enough for them to hear, but not so loud that it would attract the attention of his entire family.
The three girls turned to see where the call had come from. As soon as they saw him, their eyes grew wider for a moment and they marched over towards him.
“Your wish is our command,” they spoke at the same time.
Cool he thought to himself, this is going to be fantastic.
“Go across the street to Fred and George’s shop. Sneak past them and go upstairs to their flat. Take this key to open the door. I will be there in a few minutes. ”
Angelina took the key and the three girls, transfixed on fulfilling their master’s wishes, left the shop.
For many years, Ron had lusted after the three girls, in the year above him. Especially when got into the Quidditch team, he had glimpsed their perfect bodies, fit after all the training they had done, in the changing rooms. He had wanked off many times to the mere thought of having all three girls to himself, but now this was becoming a reality! His flaccid penis twitched in his pants and he felt a hard-on growing.
“Where is ze Ronald?” he heard Fleur say throatily from the other side of the shop.
“Ron!” called Mr Weasley sharply.
“Don’t worry Dad, I’m here, I’m going to try on a few more clothes, see if they fit any better, there’s a changing room this side”
“Okay” he heard the response.
Perfect, thought Ron, and quietly left the shop, running across the street and entered Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes.
Little did he notice a figure by the corner of the street, under a dark hood.
“What’s Weazelbee up to now?” pondered Draco. He had seen the three girls leave the clothing store and enter the joke shop. He hadn’t suspected anything until he saw Ron sprinting across the street moments later to join them. He had also noticed Ron’s suspicious, sneaking behaviour as he left the shop and Draco suspected something was going on. He decided to follow Ron into the shop
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Ron Weasley, the youngest male Weasley, the one who always felt least loved by his mother, the one who was always second best next to his closest friend famous Harry Potter, was ecstatic. He was about to enter a room in which 3 sexy girls were waiting to give him an hour of pleasure. He was about to finally lose his virginity to three willing beauties. Life doesn’t get any better than this Ron, he told himself. Calm down and perform your best, he said, under his breath, before turning the doorknob and entering.
“Ohh Ron,” said Angelina coyly, the moment he walked through the door, “You’re so attractive”
“Handsome, dashing…” whispered Alicia
“You must fuck us” said Katie
Woah, thought Ron to himself, this spell seemed to have worked so well, he didn’t even have to tell them what to do, everything he wanted to do, somehow mentally led the girls into following his unspoken wishes.
“Ladies, please” said Ron, in a hoarse voice, barely believing his luck, “Start by giving me a show, undress each other, slowly and sexily.”
Ron sat down in the chair in the corner of the room, feeling like royalty.
The three girls immediately obliged to his wish. All three girls were wearing tight fitting t-shirts with a pair of jeans, muggle clothing, but it certainly suited them and made them all the more attractive. Firstly, Angelina and Alicia took off Katie’s t-shirt, taking their time to rub their soft hands all over her stomach, before unbuttoning her jeans and letting them fall to the ground. The same then took place on the other two girls. They paused for a moment, standing in front of Ron in their sexy lingerie, letting him take it all in.
Years of hardcore Quidditch training had left all three girls with very toned, defined and slim bodies. Angelina was wearing a white lace bra and a matching thong, which contrasted against her dark skin. Alicia was wearing a turquoise colour bra and a ruby red pair of knickers which also contrasted against her milky white skin. Katie, who was reasonably well tanned, was wearing jet black panties and a bra of similar colour.
The three girls then took off their bra and slowly pulled down whatever was covering their respective pussies. Ron could barely cope any more, there was a large bulge in his pants, the tight jeans were chafing his manhood.
Once again they stood there for a minute, letting their master have a good look at all three of them. Angelina had ample C cup breasts which dark areolas and big nipples, as well as a very large, juicy looking ass. Her stomach was tight and her abs were certainly visible. Her pussy had a neat triangle of jet black hair above it and was already moist. Alicia’s brown hair fell down on her breasts, just above her equally brown coloured areolas. Her boobs were smaller, only a B cup, but still looked perky. She was thin, but didn’t have the same muscular tone to her stomach that Angelina had, but was completely shaven. She had no hair whatsoever above her pussy Katie had massive D cup boobs, with large areolas, capped with small brown nipples, which stood erect in anticipation. She had also trimmed the hair above her pussy into an enticing triangle of dark brown hair.
“Come over and start sucking me off girls” said Ron, now desperate to get involved in the action. As the girls walked over to him, he stood up and yanked his jeans and top off, revealing a strong, muscular body. Angelina began to run her hands over his biceps, chest and defined abs. Since Ron won the Quidditch Championship with some immense goalkeeping for Gryffindor last year, he had been working out every day of the summer holiday, spending hours practicing keeping as well as lifting weights.
“You like that baby?” said Ron to Angelina, who nodded in delight and began to suck on one of his nipples.
Meanwhile, Alicia and Katie had fallen to their knees and pulled his boxers off. They began to fondle and caress his dick and balls. Ron’s cock sprung out fully erect, standing tall and proud in all its glory. His cock was just short of 7inches and was reasonably fat.
Ron thought we was in a dream. Three girls were all over him. While Angelina stimulated the tender nerve endings in his nipple, his cock was being treated with immense care by the other two girls, who began to lick and suck the tip of Ron’s cock. His cock twitched at the new sensation, as Alicia and Katie began to kiss one another, their tongues engaged in a battle with each other, as well as taking part of Ron’s dick into their mouths. Ron let his hands wander, caressing Angelina’s boobs, tweaking her nipples, jerking them into life. He bravely moved further down and felt her fuzzy pubic hair. With one hand, he moved further down, feeling her wet juices already gushing onto his hand. He eagerly inserted one finger into her pussy, rather roughly, draw a scream of pleasure mixed with pain from his standing lover, who immediately released his nipple from her mouth and stared to the heavens, as he gently caressed her clit with the other hand. He pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy rapidly, while still rubbing her clit. It took mere seconds to send Angelina to her first orgasm of the night, letting out a sharp scream of joy. Fortunately for Ron, the shop downstairs was the only busy shop on the street and the noise of children yelling with mirth drowned out Angelina’s scream, so no-one downstairs would hear her.
Angelina collapsed onto the bed, panting after the rough fingering Ron had given her. As she recovered, Alicia had taken Ron’s cock into her mouth and Ron had his hands on the back of her head, pumping her mouth rapidly with his dick. Katie had taken to sucking on his balls in the meanwhile. However, both girls were fingering one another at the same time as pleasuring their master. Angelina decided it was time to help out her friends and lay down on the floor by Katie’s pussy and began to lick all over it, while beginning to finger Alicia. The three girls had given each other oral sex several times over the years as roommates in the Gryffindor tower, so Angelina knew exactly how to pleasure both girls. She only took a few moments to send them into their orgasms. They both moaned with carnal delight releasing their luscious vaginal juices all over Angelina.
Ron chose to take care of the mess, by joining Angelina on the floor and licking all the juices off her body and then sharing a kiss with her. He swallowed some of the nectar
“You two, ” he said, growing in confidence every moment, “On your knees and bend over so I can see your asses”
Alicia and Katie obliged, wiggling their asses enticingly in Ron’s face as he mounted Angelina. She was lying beneath him, rubbing her clit with one hand and grasping Ron’s erect penis with the other, guiding it into her pussy. Ron was about to experience something completely different to wanking off alone or even receiving a blow job. Angelina was no virgin, she had fucked Oliver Wood many times in her teenage years, yet she was still very tight. Her pussy was still wet from the orgasm, which provided the necessary lubrication for Ron to push his dick in all the way. His foreskin had been pushed back and the head of his dick made contact with the end wall of her vagina. She moaned in pleasure as Ron’s fat cock penetrated her pussy. He held his dick fully inside her for a while, allowing his cock to get used to this different environment. He wasted no time though, instead telling Angelina to squeeze her breasts together allowing him to suckle on both her nipples at once. He placed his hands on Alicia and Katie’s asses and began to lightly spank them, leaving sore red marks on their bums.
Once he felt his dick was ready, he began to pump in and out of Angelina; he felt new realms of pleasure as he ravished Angelina’s pussy. Her juices coated his cock while he began to finger the other two girls, who squealed as he inserted his thumbs into their anus. Ron began to increase the pace and Angelina’s boobs were bouncing all over the place. His hands were also moving rapidly, causing both girls to moan in jubilation. After a while, he told Angelina to get up and placed Katie on top of Angelina, and Alicia on top of her, all in doggie style. He also got down on his knees and stared at the sight in front of him. All three girls asses were staring him in the face, coated with shining, sparkling juices, ensnaring his mind. He snapped out of his staring when Angelina spanked the asses of both girls above her. Using the girls juices, he coated his hands with it, and then lubricated every girls anus.
He slowly eased his dick into Katie’s asshole, ignoring his groans of pain, began to ass-fuck her rapidly, destroying her anal virginity. He spent about half a minute on her, before doing the same to Alicia and finally returning to Angelina. Remembering he was yet to fuck Alicia or Katie’s pussy, he decided he would fuck them both, inserting his wet rod into one pussy and then into the other, alternating, causing them both to moan with delirious pleasure.
Eventually, he managed to send all three girls through yet another orgasm. As Katie’s pussy orgasmed for the last time, and her vaginal muscles clenched down on Ron’s dick, he felt his balls contracting and realised he was about to spunk a massive load.
“On your knees, in front of me, all of you” he yelled.
The three girls just managed to turn around and get in position in time, eyes closed, mouths open, eager to accept the gift of their master’s juice. He rubbed up and down his shaft at an incredible pace, releasing streams of cum, first aiming at Angelina, on the left, coating her dark face in his white fluid, before turning to Alicia and Katie, and depositing more cum down their throats.
After releasing almost 10 strands of sticky cum, he stuck his dick down all three girls throats once more, getting them to lick off any last bits of cum and told them to swallow and to kiss one another. As he reclothed, watching the girls smooch on the floor, their faces coated in his cum, their own juices forming pools on their legs, they all passed out.
He realised this meant the hour was up, and rushed out of the door, adjusting the zip of his jeans on the way.
Ron rushed across the street and back to Madam Malkin’s, getting through the door, only to hear his mother call his name.
“Ronald Weasley, where are you?” he heard her call from the other side of the store.
“Sorry mum,” he said, as he rushed to the main changing room area, to see his father paying Madam Malkin.
“I called you five times Ron!” she shouted at him, “I thought you had gone out on your own!”
“I wouldn’t do that mum, ” he pleaded with her, “I know the danger. I thought I heard you but wasn’t sure, doesn’t matter anyway,” he mumbled.
“Hmm” said Mrs Weasley, casting him a scornful look.
“50 galleons!” exclaimed Mr Weasley. Harry caught Ron’s eye for a moment and winked at him; Harry had seen his three Quidditch chasers leave the store and Ron follow soon after and knew exactly what had happened. Ron gave a wide grin back, realising his friend knew what he had done.
They left the shop soon after, Mr Weasley still muttering about inflation rates and overpriced clothing
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As Ron ran out of the room, Draco had to hastily cast a Bedazzlement Hex, blending into the wall. As Ron made his way down the stair, Draco removed the charm and proceeded into the room, looking at the girls, lying unconscious on the floor.
“How the fuck did Weasley do that.” Draco exclaimed. “There’s no way three hot girls would fall for that bumbling buffoon, he’s not that good looking, he’s not even well off! Something unusual is going on here. He somehow tricked these girls into having sex with him. It’s not the Imperius curse, the Ministry would be onto that in a flash. I guess I’ll have to make it a point to spy on that bastard as soon as possible!”
Draco was by no means a virgin, he’d been fucking Pansy Parkinson since their first year at Hogwarts. She loved him and would do anything for him, despite the fact that he treated her like a worthless bitch and would fuck her pussy and ass raw just for sexual, animalistic pleasure, not because he had any feelings towards her. But he was definitely feeling jealous of Ron; he had never had sex with more than one girl and was furious that the cheap Weasley had beaten him to it.
His dick became hard at the sight of the three beauties and wondered if he could fuck them all now whilst they lay unconscious. However, just as he began to think this, he noticed they were stirring.
Shit, he thought to himself. They were still groggy and unaware of their surroundings, which gave him a few more moments. Suddenly he realised this was the perfect opportunity for him to put Voldemort’s plan into action. He had been forced into an impossible task of murdering the all time greatest wizard, Albus Dumbledore. A plan formulated in his mind and he grabbed hold of the nearest two girls, Alicia and Katie, who were still just waking, and with a loud pop, apparated away to the dungeon of Malfoy Manor. He knew that Voldemort would kill his family if he failed but he had an idea of how he could use these Gryffindor bitches to destroy Hogwarts and ultimately, succeed in his mission to kill Dumbledore.
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“I want a firecracker set as well mum,” wailed Dennis Creevey.
“Dennis, ” she said sternly, “You and Colin can share this one.”
“Ma’am, don’t worry, we have more in the back room, ” said George Weasley courteously.
“Please mum,” said Dennis.
“Oh all right,” she said, giving in to her son.
“One moment please, I’ll be right back with it,” replied George.
George walked to the back of the store, but as he did so, heard a loud pop from upstairs.
“Hello?” he inquired, walking up the stairs. “Is anyone in there?”
He cautiously opened the door to find Angelina Johnson, stark naked, lying on the floor, covered in cum and her own pussy juices.
“Excellent…” he said to himself
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The Devil’s Pact Chapter 6: Mary’s Decision

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
Chapter Six: Mary’s Decision
“I’m going to go upstairs and wait,” Mark told me. “If your love for me out weighs your anger then come upstairs. If not, I love you and I won’t stop you from going. You can take the car, your clothes, anything you want. I promise, I want ever come looking for you. Just, please, think about it. I love you Mary.”
I heard Mark stand up and leave the room as I sobbed into my hands. No wonder I acted the whore today. A man I never met tells me to do the most depraved things and I just did them, without thought or question. It was like he had some animal magnetism, that he awoken some lust buried inside me, that I chose to do these things. That these feelings naturally led to me falling in love with him. But to find out that he controlled me. That I was little more than a puppet dancing on his whims. Fuck, it was more than I could take, my body shook as I cried. The weight of learning Mark had the magical power, from the Devil no less, that let him control people just by telling them what to was crushing my soul.
And the worst part was, I loved him. I ached for him. I wanted to run upstairs and shout out how much I loved him and embrace him and kiss him and … and fuck him. But how could I trust myself around him. With a simple command, I would be putty in his hand, free to perform whatever perverse acts he imagined.
Perverse acts you enjoyed.
No! He made me enjoy them. As long as I am around him, I would be as much his slave as Allison and Desiree.
But he released you. He freed you from his power. If he wanted to, he could make you stay, make you want to be with him, and make you forget you ever were even angry with him. With a word, you would beg him to degrade you further. You would crawl after him on your hands and knees.
No! No! No! I am my own woman. I’m not Mark’s slave. I’m not an object to satiate his lusts! My soul was torn in pieces.
I stood up, I had to get out of here. Wrapping the robe about me, I grabbed the keys to the Eos Mark had … had stolen for me. Christ, this was fucked up. I was dressed only in the flimsiest of silk robes. It did little to cover my naked body beneath, but there was no time to change. What if he came back downstairs and brainwashed me again. Panic gripped my heart and I bolted from the table. As I raced through the living room I grabbed one of the Old Navy shopping bags Allison had carelessly left on the floor. I did not care what outfits were in there. I could change latter, once I was away. Once I was free.
I rushed outside, unlocking the Eos and jumping in. I stuck the key in the ignition and turned the key. The car started with a low purr. I was going to escape, I was going to leave, to be free. I grabbed the gear shift and froze. You love him. The sentence seemed to float from the deepness of my soul. You love him.
But, he hurt me. He degraded me. Fresh sobs wracked my body
Yes. But who hasn’t hurt the one they love.
Tears rolled down my cheek, my stomach tangled with emotions. I tried to put the car into gear, but my hand refused to move. If I just put the car in reverse, I would be free. Come on, girl, it’s not worth the risk. If you go back, you’ll just be his slave again.
You’re free right now. Mark gave you a choice. No matter what you choose, you’re free.
He hurt me. How can I return to him.
You love him. You can forgive him.
I froze. I could forgive him. My heart thumped in my chest. I could forgive him. I loved Mark, ached for him. My hands trembled on the gear stick. It didn’t matter why I loved him. Mark was right, it just mattered that I did love him. And he loved me. If he didn’t love me, he would treat me just like Allison and Desiree. Like a whore. You seen him with other women. Half the time he could careless if they enjoyed the sex, if they had an orgasm. But with me he make sure I have fun, that I cum.
And what about Allison and Desiree. I can’t deny that I didn’t get off ordering them around, treating them as objects to satiate my lusts. There was something intoxicating about someone who would do whatever filthy thing you desire. A beautiful woman who was more than happy to get down on her knees and pleasure you with her tongue, her fingers. Mark cold have had that from me. He did have that from me, back at my work with Cynthia and Vivian. And he freed me. Could I do the same to Allison or Desiree. I shifted in the seat, my pussy itched with desire. No, I don’t think I could. There were definitely perks staying with Mark. But, what if makes me his slave again? I loved Mark, but did I trust him.
Then, in a single moment of clarity, it came to me. There was a way to make sure we would forever be equals in our love, that I could trust him.
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The front door opened. A car engine started.
Mary was going to leave.
I sobbed into my hands. Mary was right to leave me. I never should have told her to love me. I never should have told her to fuck me, or destroy her relationship with her boyfriend. I brought her nothing but betrayal and pain. How did you do that to someone you loved. The guilt threatened to swallow my soul.
I snorted in derision. My soul. What did that matter, it wasn’t even mine anymore. I sold it for these power. And one day with my powers and this was the result. I fucked up badly. I was an idiot to think I would stop being a loser just because I got powers.
What did anything matter.
Love is for the weak, a voice whispered in my head, bringing me back from the brink of despair. Remember what you promised yourself this morning. You are a new man. You don’t need guilt. You also don’t need love. Love just made you cared about those whores. And now you lost your favorite. Your saucy filly.
She wasn’t my whore, though. You don’t love your whore. And I loved Mary. This wasn’t just lust. I felt something different with her than with Cynthia and Vivian. And she means more to me than Allison, who I feel a certain fondness for.
Maybe you loved her, but she didn’t love you back. She just did what you told her.
I pulled out the ring box from my pants pocked and opened it up to stare at the diamond engagement ring. In the dark room, without any light to reflect its brilliant fire, it was just another dull stone. Just like Mary’s soul. Mary never loved me, she just reflected the light of my commands, reflecting a brilliant fire that enchanted me, blinded me with its beauty. But without my commands, there was nothing to reflect, just a dull soul who was disgusted with me, hated me.
The case snapped shut. I should get rid of the ring. Flush it down the toilet, throw it in the garbage. I didn’t need it. I had my whores. All I would ever have is my whores. Allison and Desiree and more would come. You didn’t love a whore. You didn’t marry a whore. You just fucked a whore, poured your cum into her mouth, pussy, or ass. Allison and Desiree were wet and willing just down the hall. I could forget all about love and Mary between their thighs. My cock stirred in my pants. I would fuck them raw.
“Mark,” a voice whispered in the dark.
I looked up and my heart froze. “Mare?” I asked in disbelief, seeing her beautiful form outlined in the doorway. I was so lost in thought, I hadn’t even noticed the door open, light flooding in from the hallway, silhouetting her nude body beneath the silk robe. She was an angel, shining brilliantly with love. She was free of my commands, she was reflecting the brilliance of her own love.
She floated to me and knelt beside me and I embraced her, sobbing on her shoulder. “I’m so sorry, Mary, so sorry.” Everything I had been feeling: guilt, shame, fear, heartbreak, despair, poured out of my soul. Her gentle arms encircled me, silky hair brushing my cheek.
“Shh,” Mary whispered, rocking me in her comforting arms. “I forgive you. But, there needs to be a change.” She pulled away, cupping my face in her soft hands and her green eyes peered through my eyes into my soul.
“Anything,” I begged.
“We need to be equals,” Mary stated. “Our relationship can never last if we’re not equals.”
“Of course, Mare,” I said happily, and hugged her tightly and Mary hugged me tightly, back. “Of course.”
“To be equals, I need to make my own pact.”
I stiffened in her arms. “You know what your saying. You would sell your soul.”
“Yes,” she answered. “Then we’ll be equals.”
I swallowed. I wanted to argue that it wasn’t worth it. But I never would have met this beautiful, forgiving woman with out my own Pact. “Okay,” I agreed, forcing down my objections.
Mary relaxed and was overcome with emotions, tears brimming in her eyes. I gently wiped a tear away and she kissed my palm. And then we were both crying and hugging and then we were kissing passionately. Her tongue was hot in my mouth. Somehow, the pink robe had come undone and her breasts where in my hands, soft and firm, her nipples hard as my fingers gently played with them and Mary moaned softly into my mouth. The scent of coconut filled my nose, strands of auburn hair brushed my face. Soft hands were unbuttoning my pants and then they found my cock, hard and throbbing, and freed it from the prison of my clothes.
I was standing up, and Mary was cradled in my arms. Her arms were around my neck and we kissed before I laid her out on the bed. She was lithe and wet and wiggling and so beautiful. I pulled my shirt off and shoved off my pants and underwear. Her eyes glistened with desire and her arms and legs spread open as I laid on top of her, and she pulled me into her embrace. Mary’s tongue was hot in my mouth, while her delicate fingers grasped my cock and guided it to wet pussy.
Her pussy lips felt like silk as she rubbed my cock up and down on her slit. And then the head found her hole and I was inside my love. We both groaned together and we slowly writhed in unison. Kissing and panting. Her pussy was warm and wet, inviting and oh so sweet.
“I love you,” I whispered as my cock plunged slowly, over and over into her wetness. “I love you, too,” she whispered back, kissing me, grinding her clit into my pelvis as I bottomed out inside her.
Our hips moved with more urgency, my cock fanning the flames of her orgasm, her pussy fanning mine. My hands found a breast, firm and soft in my hand. Her fingers racked my back as her passions built. “So close,” she whispered into my ear, biting gently. Our hips were fucking each other hard. “Harder, harder, my stallion!” she moaned. And then my filly bucked underneath me as her pleasure surged through her body. My filly’s pussy milked my cock as she spasmed in pleasure and my seed emptied deep into my love.
I rolled off Mary and she snuggled against me, resting her head on my chest, auburn hair spilling across me. I stroked her hair and she sighed contentedly, her own hand lazily stroking my stomach. We laid like that, enjoying the feel of the other, the peace and happiness. Her breathing slowed and she fell asleep upon me. I closed my eyes and joined her in sleep.
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Something was warm and wet sucking on my dick, sucking me back to consciousness. It was dark, still the middle of the night, and Mary’s mouth was on my dick, her tongue swirling around my cock’s sensitive head. In the dark, I could see her kneeling beside me, her hips next to my head. Her auburn hair, black in the darkness, spread across her face like a curtain.
I reached out, caressing her leg, running my hand up to her ass and gently pulled her to me. Her leg lift and she straddled my face. I could smell her arousal, sweet and spicy, and she lowered her pussy to my lips. My nose pressed into her slit, breathing her desire in, as my lips and tongue found her hard, spongy clit. I sucked her clit as she deep-throated my cock and we both moaned into the other’s sex.
I drank her nectar, sweet and spicy, as she bobbed her head on my dick. She would bob rapidly a few times, then deep-throat me, her throat constricting tightly about my cock as her lips kissed my pubic hair, before sliding up and starting over. I sucked on her clit, sliding two fingers into her wet, sucking pussy, wiggling and fucking my fingers into her, searching for her G-Spot. When I found it, she bucked on top of me, sucking hard on my cock.
We came together, my cum flooding her mouth, her juices flooding my mouth. Mary slid up to me and we kissed, tasting each other’s pleasure. This time, I laid my head on her soft breasts and drifted off to sleep in my love’s embrace.
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Soft light was filtering through the window as the sun rose over Mount Rainier. Mary’s body pressed against my side, her back away from me and her ass soft on my hip. My right arm was trapped beneath her so I rolled onto my side and pressed up against her and held my sleeping love. I dozed holding her, Mary’s ass rubbing softly against my cock, which started hardening against the silk of her skin.
I started to kiss the slope of her neck, running a hand from her hip, up her side and cupping a small breast. Mary sighed, rubbing her ass against my cock. Then my cock slipped between her thighs, rubbing along her slit. Mary shifted some more, rubbing her cunt along my cock and between her smooth thighs. Her cunt started to moisten as I slowly fucked my dick along her groove.
“Ohh, put it in!” Mary moaned, sleepily.
I shifted my hips and the head of my cock slid into her pussy and I slowly fucked her. Mary turned her head and we kissed. It felt good to be in her cunt, the walls gripping my dick with a silky grip. “God, you feel good,” I whispered in her ear, kissing and biting her lobe. “Feels good to be in my filly!”
She grabbed the hand on her breast and dragged it down to her cunt and she rubbed my fingers against her hard clit. She moaned, grounding my hand against her clit and I started to fuck her harder, faster. “Oh, fuck me!” Mary panted. “My randy stallion, fuck me!” Her cunt constricted about my cock as she came. “Sweet god!” she screamed and bucked in my arm.
“Oh, god!” I groaned and shot my cum into my filly.
I held her, cradling her in my arms as her pussy cradled my softening dick. I kissed her shoulder and neck, my hand slid up her hip and found her breast again. I gently massaged her tit. “I love you,” Mary whispered, sleepily. I kissed her cheek, squeezed her breast, and whispered back, “love you.” My eyes closed and I fell back to sleep inside my love.
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There was a gentle knock at the door and Mary stirred in my arms. “Hello?” Mary asked, sleepily.
“Master, Mistress, we have breakfast,” Allison said quietly. “My we come in.”
I brushed a strand of auburn hair off Mary’s cheek and kissed her. She smiled. “Good morning, hun.”
“Mornin’, Mare.” I hugged her and kissed her a second time. “Last night was amazing.”
“It was amazing,” Mary purred, kissing me back. Then she smiled apologetically. “Sorry, I gotta pee real bad.”
“Oh,” I said, letting her go. She sprang from the bed and I caught a glimpse of her naked ass rushing across the room and disappearing into the bathroom.
There was another soft rap at the door. “Master, Mistress, may we come in,” Allison asked a second time. “We have breakfast.”
I rubbed sleep from my eyes and sat up in the bad. “Yeah, come in.”
Allison and Desiree walked into the room carrying silver trays. Each tray had a glass of orange juice and plates with french toast, poached eggs and strips of bacon. Both girls were naked, like the good little sluts that they were. Allison had the lithe and nubile body of a teenager, her hair dyed a bright, bubblegum pink. Her breasts were large and perky, pink nipples pierced with silver barbells. Her pussy was shaved and tattooed on her groin was the phrase, “Cum on in” with a little arrow pointing down to her clit. Desiree was a more mature woman, in her late twenties. Her skin was a rich, nut brown, evidence of her Hispanic heritage, voluptuous and curvy, with a pleasantly plump rear, and her breasts were large and full and swayed and jiggled as she walked. Dark, pink nipples rising proudly from large aerolas topped her generous bosoms. Her pussy was also shaved, exposing her large, protruding labia.
Desiree set her tray next to me on the nightstand while Allison walked around the bed, and set Mary’s tray on the other nightstand. A toilet flushed in the bathroom, followed by the sink running, and then Mary walked out as naked as the sluts. She was beautiful, curvy. Her breasts were the smallest of the three women, small and firm with dusky nipples and covered in freckles. Her face was heart-shaped and freckled and she had the cutest dimples when she smiled. Her pussy was waxed, save for a heart of fiery hair on her groin.
“Oh, Mistress, you stayed,” Allison said, flinging her arms about Mary. Mary hugged her back and kissed her gently. Allison rubbed her body against Mary’s and their kisses became more passionate.
I grabbed a slice of bacon and popped it into my mouth. I motioned to Desiree to join me and she slid her voluptuous body against mine, her large tits spilling across my chest. I wrapped an arm around her and kissed her mouth and tasted pussy. An image of Desiree between Allison’s thighs flashed through my mind. Her thighs spread and her wet pussy pushed up against my thigh. Her hand grasped my cock and she gently stroked it.
“Isn’t she beautiful,” I whispered to Desiree. Desiree murmured, nuzzling at my neck. “She’s getting randy,” I told Desiree, watching Mary’s hand gripping Allison hip, then sliding down to her ass. Allison was kissing Mary’s neck, grinding her cunt into Mary’s. I loved watching girls trib. My cock was hard in Desiree’s hand. I pinched Desiree’s plump ass and told her, “Climb on my dick.”
“Yes, mi Rey!” she husked. I wasn’t sure what “mi Rey” meant, but she sounded sexy saying it. She straddled my waist, her large breasts swinging heavily in my face. I sucked a hard on a fat nipple and Desiree cooed. Her hands grasped my cock, guiding it to her wet pussy. Oh fuck, it felt so good as she slowly slid down my cock, moaning with her sultry voice. She fucked me slow, rising up a little bit and sliding back down, her cunt silky, tight on my cock.
“You’re so big!” Desiree moaned, “Mi hombre hermoso!”
Desiree arched her back, her and fucked me harder. Her tits bounced deliciously before me. I rubbed my hand up her thigh and grasped her hip. She rocked her hips on my cock faster and faster, moaning lustfully. I grasped a full breast, and found a hard nipple. Behind Desiree, I could just see Mary leaning against the wall, Allison’s face in her muff. Mary’s small, freckled breasts heaved with her desire.
“Oh, fuck!” Mary moaned, writhing on Allison’s face. “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!”
I closed my eyes, enjoying the delicious feeling of Desiree’s cunt on my cock. The mattress creaked and dipped as someone crawled onto the bed and I opened my eyes to see Mary snuggled up against me. Her body was flush from her orgasm. She kissed my neck, her hand playing with my chest hair. Allison climbed on the bed behind Desiree and pressed her body into Desiree’s back. She kissed Desiree’s shoulder and Allison started rubbing her cunt on Desiree’s ass as she rode me.
“Fuck, that’s hot!” I moaned as Allison wrapped her hands around Desiree, cupping a heavy breast with one and sliding the other down to play with her clit.
“You getting close to cumming?” Mary whispered. “Are you going to cum in that dirty whore’s snatch?” She licked my ear and her hand trailed down my chest and stomach and she started playing with my curly pubes.
“¡Yo estoy correrse!” Desire moaned in Spanish, bucking atop me and her cunt throbbing about my dick as the slut came. I grunted and shot my cum inside Desire’s pussy.
Mary kissed me on the lips as Desiree rolled off me. “Did you have a good cum?” she asked me. I murmured a yes and kissed her back. Desiree started to moan as Allison started eating my cum out of her pussy like a good slut. Mary smacked Desiree’s ass, “You sluts take that out of here.”
“Yes Mistress,” Allison said, face sticky with cum and juices and she pulled Desiree out of the room.
We lazily fed each other cold bacon and french toast, spilling syrup on each other, and then licking the syrup up. I thought licking syrup off Mary’s tit was sexy, but when she licked some of my chest and nipple, that was sexier. And then we kissed, lips sticky with sweet syrup. Belly’s full of Desiree’s delicious breakfast, we cuddled. I stroked my Mary’s hair and warmth spread through my body. I was happy. I wanted us to stay like this forever.
Sadly, my bladder had other ideas.
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After showering with Mary, and making love to her in the shower, we dressed in the clothes that Allison or Desiree had laid out. Mary pulled on pair of lacy red panties and a white, corset dress with a short skirt. The dress and panties must have been some of the clothes she bought at Hot Topic while I was behind the register, dick deep in the salesgirls cunt. She looked hot and trashy in the dress. Finally, she placed the heart-shaped locket I got for her around her neck, the locket nestling in her cleavage For me the sluts had laid out a pair of striped boxers and blue jeans and blue-striped white polo.
Mary walked out the sliding glass doors and sat on a loveseat on the balcony. I joined her and she snuggled up against her and we stared at the white-capped peak of Mount Rainier. The mountain was as beautiful as always, rising white and blue and gray out of the Cascades Mountains, dwarfing everything about it. A small dome of clouds hovered above the peak.
After a moment’s silence, Mary asked. “How do I summon the Devil.”
“Well, we’ll need a box,” I started. “And a sexy photo of you.”
“It has to be sexy?” Mary asked, surprised.
“Any picture of you would be sexy,” I told her, rubbing her thigh. “Especially in this dress.” I leered down her bodice. Mary shifted, thrusting out her tits, a pleased smile graced her lips.
“So that’s it, I need a sexy photo and a box?”
“Well, there’s the yarrow, and the…” Mary cut me off with, “What’s a yarrow?”
“It’s a small, white flower. We can pick one up at Lowes or Home Depot. And then we’ll need grave dirt.” Mary arched an eyebrow at that. “And, the bone of a black cat.”
Mary blinked in surprise. “A bone. You mean you killed a kitty?” Mary asked, plaintively. And then she punched my arm.
I shifted, uncomfortable. “Yeah,” I said, slowly and cleared my throat.
Mary swallowed. “So, I have to kill a cat?”
I shook my head. “Um, I have, um, leftovers,” I said, delicately. Mary relaxed, but still looked uncomfortable. I squeezed her thigh. “It’ll be okay.”
She breathed in deeply. “Okay, so I guess we need to go shopping.”
We found are sluts cleaning the house, still naked. I told Desiree to take Allison out and get them both sexy maid outfits to wear inside house and for them to buy the sluttiest clothes to wear outside the house. Desiree would take her car, a white BMW 3-series, and to use her husband’s credit cards. Mary told her to go to a sex shop and buy some strap-ons and dildos. An image of Mary wearing a strap-on fucking Allison or Desiree flashed in my mind and I smiled. Mary saw my smile and gave me a wicked grin in return, and then she handed a list of art supplies that she wanted the sluts to buy. Mary was an artist, attending De Vry University to get a degree in Graphic Design.
I grabbed my keys, my wallet and my camcorder and Mary grabbed her purse and we left the house and got into the Mustang. The engine roared to life and I sped out of the neighborhood. A lifetime of speeding had prepared me to drive my Mustang recklessly. Mary held onto the “oh shit” handle. I wasn’t sure what the handle above the passenger seat was for, but that’s what my friends and I called it. You held onto it when the driver was taking turns way to fast and yell, “Oh shit!” in terror as you prayed your friend wouldn’t get you killed.
Mary punched my arm. “Fuck, you trying to kill us!” She was mad so I slowed down to just fifteen over the speed limit and that mollified her.
We made good time zipping down 39th Avenue and reached the Lowes. This Lowes had opened just the year before, right across the street from the old Lowes. I parked the car and we made our way through the store and into the warm, damp greenhouse attached to the side of the building. The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the acrid scent of fertilizers.
I was searching the rows of flowers, looking for the yarrow I had bought here just last week when Mary nudged me. I looked over at her and she pointed down the end of the row. There stood two beautiful, fifteen year old identical twins. They were both blonde, one had short hair and the other a long braid. Short hair wore tight, white shorts that clung to her boyish hips and a pink tank top that exposed the beautiful slope of her perky breasts. Braid wore a button up, blue blouse with ruffled sleeves and a tight, dark blue miniskirt. Both girls had gorgeous, skinny legs. Behind them shopped a man and woman, clearly their parents.
The father was a big, blonde man with a fit, athletic build that made him look younger than a man who had two teenage daughters should. And his wife was a stunning, brunette bombshell. She wore a tight, red tank top striped with white chevrons, her breasts filling the shirt out nicely, and a pair of skinny jeans that hug her ample curves like a second skin.
“What do you think,” I asked Mary.
“Mmhh, I’ll take the wife and you can have the daughters,” Mary purred. “I want to suck on those titties. They are as big as Desiree’s.”
I led Mary down the aisle. “Hi,” I greeted, shaking hands with the father. “I’m Mark and this is Mary.”
“Oh, I’m Cathy Cunningham,” the wife said. “This is my husband, Jim.” Jim grunted, it may have been a greeting. “Don’t mind him, he’s shy around strangers. And these are daughters Daisy and Rose,” Cathy continued. Short hair turned out to be Daisy and braid was Rose. “It’s been so much easier to tell them apart now that there teenagers,” Cathy joked. “When they were little they just had to wear the same clothes.”
The two girls blushed and glanced furiously at their mother. “Mom!” they exclaimed in the embarrassed exasperation of a teenage girl.
“You have two beautiful daughters,” I complemented. “And Mary and I would love to see their titties.”
The girls blushed even more red. “C’mon girls,” their mother urged. “Show them your titties.” Jim glanced in shock at his wife but made no move to stop.
I pulled out my camcorder and filmed as Daisy pulled her tanktop off and Rose started to unbutton her blouse. Daisy’s bra was white with a little pink bow between the cups and she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. Daisy’s perky C-Cups were exposed while Rose was still struggling to with the little buttons on her blouse. Finally, Rose unbuttoned her shirt and her bra turned out to be lacy and purple and clasped in the front. Her tits spilled out just as perky as her sister when she unclasped the bra.
“Aren’t those some beautiful tits?” I asked. Mary licked her lips.
“Oh, sweeties, they are beautiful,” their mother cooed.
“Yeah,” Jim muttered. “Th-they’re beautiful.”
Both girls blushed, please and embarrassed, and relaxed, starting to lose their self consciousness at being topless in front of their parents and complete strangers. Growing confident, they struck poses, thrust out their perky tits.
“Holy shit!” a man gasped behind us. Shit, I was too excited by the twins to remember to secure the garden area and a Lowes employee in a blue apron gaped at the topless teens. A nametag said he was Victor, Garden Center Manager.
“You, Victor, lock the garden center up, tell anyone there’s a spill that needs to be cleaned up!” I barked. “Yes, sir,” Victor gulped and scurried off to follow my orders.
“Why don’t you take off your bottoms,” Mary suggested and frowned as the teens ignored her.
“Everyone, do what Mary says,” I ordered. “So, bottoms off girls. Let’s see you naked.”
“Yeah,” their father grunted, his cock was tenting his pants.
The girls kicked off their tennis shoes and pulled off white socks. Daisy wiggled out of her tight shorts and Rose found the zipper on her skirt. This time she was the faster of the two sisters, her skirt falling to her feet and then off came her purple panties exposing a blonde furred muff. Daisy finally peeled out of her shorts and pulled off her Minnie Mouse panties and she was shaved bare, her slit tight and girlish.
Mary slipped behind Cathy and pressed up against her. “Relax,” Mary whispered into Cathy’s ear and started to pull her sundress up, over her body. For a woman that bore twins she was in amazing shape. Flat stomach, curvy hits and large breasts contained in a blue, strapless bra. A blue thong covered her pussy. Mary started kissing her neck and the magnificent breasts spilled out of her bra when Mary released the clasp. Cathy’s nipples were the same shade of dark pink as her daughters.
“Daisy, Rose, you girls ever been with a girl?” I asked the twins, filming the nubile bodies.
“You mean lez out?” Rose asked. Daisy nodded eagerly, “We love to lez out! We do it with all our girlfriends.”
“What?” gasped Cathy as Mary’s hand slid into her panties. “I thought you girls hadn’t had sex, yet.”
Daisy rolled her eyes. “Lezzing out isn’t sex, mom. It’s only sex if a guy sticks his dick in your cunny.”
I looked from one twin to the other. “You girls ever lezzed out with each other?”
Both of their faces mirrored disgust. “We’re sisters,” Rose said, “that’s disgusting.”
“Tell your daughter’s you wanna see them fuck,” Mary whispered into Cathy’s ear, Mary’s finger fucking Cathy’s cunt underneath her blue thong.
“Oh, baby-girls, lez out for mamma,” Cathy moaned.
The girls looked at their father, who rubbed his cock through his jeans. “Oh, girls, you’re so beautiful.”
Rose looked at her sister, playing with her braid. “Daisy, I have jilled off thinking about you,” Rose admitted, face reddening.
Daisy squealed and threw herself at her sister, kissing her over and over. Between kisses, she exclaimed, “I … have … flicked … my … bean … thinking … about … you!”
My cock was hard, watching two, twin teenage sisters make out, their breasts pressed together. Their hands ran up and down their youthful bodies, groping tight asses and perky tits. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths. Their thighs parted and each girl shoved a leg against her sister’s crotch. Rose’s cunt rubbed on Daisy’s thigh, and Daisy’s cunt on her sister. They moaned, grinding on their sisters as their orgasms built.
Mary’s dress was off now, and she was sucking on Cathy’s round tits, wearing only her red panties. Mary kissed down Cathy’s taut stomach and knelt before her. She grabbed Cathy’s blue thong and pulled it down, exposing a small patch of brown hair. Cathy gasped and jumped as Mary’s tongue buried into her snatch. “Oh, wow,” Cathy moaned. “Oh, wow! That’s … that’s amazing.”
“See, mom,” Daisy panted. “Lezzing out is soo much fun!”
“It is!” Cathy moaned.
Daisy ass flexed as she rubbed her cunt on her sister’s thighs. “Oh, Rosie, I’m gonna cum!” The twins bucked against each other, moaning and kissing, as they came together. “Wow, we shoulda lezed out together years ago,” Daisy murmured to her sister, who just nodded her head.
“Which girl do you want to fuck?” I asked Jim.
“I …” Jim trailed off, staring at his nubile daughters.
I nodded. “I get it. How can you choose. You love both your daughters. So, I’ll pop Daisy’s cherry and you’ll pop Rose’s.” I held out my hand and Daisy grasped it delicately and I led her a few feet away. She kissed me, her mouth hot and her tongue writhed about my tongue.
Jim swallowed. “ ‘kay,” he muttered. He unzipped his pants and pulled out a large cock and stumbled towards his daughter. “Oh, daddy, is that for me?” Rose asked, staring hungrily at his dick.
Daisy rubbed my cock through my jeans. With a snap, she deftly opened my pants and pulled out my dick, stroking it softly. I ran my hand up from her hip, across her lean side and grasped a perky, full tit. Daisy moaned throatily into my lips as I fondled her breast and played with a hard nipple. God, I had to be in this hot, teenage slut. I broke the kiss and turned her around and shoved her against a table. Her slim ass wiggled before me and I rubbed my cock across her tight, wet slit.
“Please!” Daisy begged, “Stick it in! I’m so wet!”
I found her tight opening and shoved my dick in slowly. My cock head popped in and I felt her hymen blocking my progress. I gripped her hips and held the camcorder to capture her deflowering, and shoved in hard and slow. The hymen held for a second and then ripped and my cock buried into her tight cunt. Daisy cried in pain and when I pulled my cock back, pink stained my shaft. I thrust in slowly and Daisy gave another grunt of pain. I reached around and played with her nipples and slowly her cries of pain transformed into pleasure.
Jim was lying on the floor. Rose was lying on top of him, making out with her father while she rubbed his cock on her pussy. Then she rose up, grasped her daddy’s cock and aimed it for her pussy. She slowly lowered herself on the dick. She paused, her hymen resisting, and then her cherry was popped and she sank down the shaft with a groan of pain. Rose rested for a minute, panting as she got used to her dad’s large cock in her tight pussy. Then she raised up and slid back down, slowly riding her father.
“Oh, Rosie!” Jim moaned. “Oh, god your tight! Fuck, this is amazing!”
“Daddy, daddy!” Rose panted, riding him faster. “I love you, daddy!”
“Fuck those little whores!” Cathy moaned. “Fuck my baby-girls! Fuck their naughty pussies! Oh, crap! I’m there! God, I’m there!” She bucked on Mary’s face as she came. Mary stood up, slid off her red panties, and then pulled Cathy down to the floor where they slipped into a sixty-nine.
Daisy was moaning wordlessly as I started to fuck her hard. Her cunt rippled on my cock as she came. I kept fucking her, pulling on her nipple and filming my pink-stained cock plunging into her pussy over and over. She was bucking wildly back into me as a second orgasm rolled through her. The velvety tightness of her cunt milking my cock was too much and I came hard into her young womb. Breathing heavily, I rested in her teenage cunt and watched the other two couples.
Mary and Cathy were writhing on the other’s faces, moaning and licking and fingerfucking. Rose was bouncing hard and fast one her dad, perky tits swaying and jiggling. “Oh, daddy!” moaned Rose. “Pour your spunk in my pussy!” Rose writhed as she came and her father groaned wordless. Then she collapsed on her dad’s chest, kissing him as his cock, covered in pink froth, popped out of her pussy and white semen slowly trickled out of her tight slit.
The four of use now watched Mary and Cathy eating pussy. Mary was on top and her ass writhed on Cathy’s face. Cathy was gripping her plump butt, pulling her down into her face. Mary had two fingers in Cathy’s cunt curling them up and searching for her G-spot. Cathy bucked beneath her, so Mary must have found it. Cathy was fucking her face into Mary’s vulva and Mary spasmed as she climaxed on Cathy’s face.
Mary rolled off Cathy, who stood up unsteadily. She looked at Daisy and then Rose and smiled. “My little girls are women, now,” she said in wonder. She opened her arms. “Come here, girls.”
Rose stood up and stumbled to her mother. I pulled out of Daisy with a sucking pop and she walked gingerly to her mother. Cathy embraced both daughters, pulling them to her. She kissed Daisy and then Rose on the lips. Cathy was pushed back into the wall and each little minx wrapped their legs about one of Cathy’s, and started to rub their cum stained pussies on their mother’s thighs.
“Oh, lez out with mommy!” Cathy moaned, cradling her daughters.
“Remember when we did this with Sally?” Rose asked her sister.
Daisy gave a wicked giggle. “Yeah! I’m still not sure how we all fit in that bathroom stall. But it was a lot more fun then English!”
“You were this close to me,” Rose whispered, “and I was to scared to do this.” She reached out, and placed her hand on her sister’s ass, squeezing gently, and leaned in to kiss her. Daisy moved her own hand onto her sister’s ass. The sister’s broke their kiss, a string of saliva momentarily connected their lips and then, grinning, they hefted their mother’s large tits and sucked a nipple into their mouths.
“Oh, my baby-girls!” moaned Cathy, hugging her daughters as they writhed on her thighs. “I missed you nursing at my breasts so much.”
Jim was sitting up on his arms, watching his wife and daughters make love. I saw Mary starring at Jim’s cock and she licked her lips and then moved over to him. I gaped in surprise. I had ordered Mary to only desire women and me. Why was she lusting after Jim.
Because I freed her from my control last night.
I opened my mouth to protest and Mary shot me a warning glance as she lowered herself down, straddling his waist. We were equals now. Mary was okay watching me fuck other women. I need to be okay if she wanted to fuck other men. Fear gripped my stomach, what if she likes his cock more than mine. I swallowed as Jim’s cock poked at Mary’s pussy and she slid down, moaning wantonly as he filled her up.
Mary looked back at me and smiled. My fear relaxed. There was love in her eyes. She reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks, her asshole winking at me. I lower myself behind her, my cock finding her asshole and I pushed into her velvety warmth. Mary moaned just as wantonly as my cock slid inside her ass, one hand wrapped around her to grasp her small breast.
“Thank you,” Mary whispered, turning her face and kissing me over her shoulder. “I love you.”
“I love you, Mare,” I whispered and started to fuck my cock in her ass.
Mary started rocking her hips and I could feel Jim’s cock fucking to her pussy. It took us a few tries to find a rhythm that worked, but I was sliding in and out of her ass as she rode Jim’s cock. It was exciting, realizing another cock was in my lover’s pussy. Mary was moaning, “Fuck my ass! Fuck my pussy!” over and over. “I’m so close, fuck me studs!” My orgasm neared, and I started to pound her ass hard and felt her ass clench about my cock as she came. I groaned and shot my load into her ass.
I stumbled back, my cock popping out of Mary’s ass followed by a trickle of cum. Jim still hadn’t cum. He had cum once already and didn’t have my stamina. Mary started to really ride his cock hard. I looked over at Cathy and her daughters. Both girls were writhing wildly on her thighs. All three taking turns kissing and sucking nipples and squeezing asses. Rose was cumming on her mother’s thigh, shuddering in pleasure. She kissed her mother and then slowly started to writhe some more on her mother.
I had Daisy, and now I wanted Rose. I walked behind her, my cock hard, and found the rosebud of her asshole. She gasped in pain as I slowly shoved it in. Beside her, Daisy convulsed and flooded her mother’s thighs with girl-cum. I fucked Rose’s ass hard, shoving her into her mother. “Fuck her ass,” Daisy moaned and slapped my butt. “Fuck her hard, stud!”
Mary was moaning loudly again, the low, throaty moan that meant she was cumming. Jim grunted and I knew his cum was shooting into my Mary’s pussy. “Daisy, go suck out the cum out of Mary’s ass and pussy,” I ordered and slapped her ass back.
“Oh, fuck,” Mary groaned as Daisy spread her ass cheeks and sucked my cum out of her ass.
With Daisy gone, Cathy was able to writhe on Rose’s thigh. Rose’s ass gripped my cock tightly and she started to kiss her mother passionately. Cathy’s hand reach around and found my balls, gently squeezing them. Mary was on her back now, sixty-nining with Daisy. Mary devoured my cum from Daisy’s cunt as Daisy sucked her father’s cum out of Mary’s pussy. Jim just lay on the floor, breathing hard and watching his family fuck.
Everyone was panting and moaning, building to their orgasms. Cathy sucked on her daughter’s tongue as Rose climaxed, writhing between Cathy and I. Cathy bucked on her daughter’s thigh, massaging my balls, and gasping as she came. Her hands were teasing the cum out of my balls, and I groaned and shot my load into her teenage ass. On the floor, Mary and Daisy rolled about as they came together, flooding each other’s mouths with cunt juices.
Mary and I left the Cunningham’s kissing and helping each other get dressed. I told the family to continue fucking each other and Daisy excitedly told her father she was eager for his cock. Mary pulled on her white, corset dress and found her red panties. She held them up, frowning. Potting soil had spilled on them and stained them black.
“Guess you’ll have to go commando,” I said, grinning. With the dress’s short skirt, she’ll have to be careful or someone could get an eyeful of her ass and cunt.
We found the Yarrow and slipped out the store with it. An employee tried to stop us but I told him we paid and he told us to have a nice day. I unlocked the Mustang with the keyless remote and we got in. Mary leaned over and kissed me. “Thank you for trusting me,” she said.
“I realized that if you let me fuck other women, I need to let you fuck other men,” I told her.
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After we left Lowes, Mary insisted we went shoe shopping. Mary need a box, she claimed, but she ended up getting ten different pairs of shoes from sneakers to stiletto heals. At the Puyallup Cemetery, we walked in, Mary scooped dirt off a fresh grave and dumped in the box and we left. The black cat bones were at my shitty apartment, so we drove to Parkland. Inside it was a dump, empty pizza boxes and garbage strewn everywhere. Mary took one look inside and said she’d wait outside. I went in, dug around my kitchen, and found the black cat bone. I also grabbed some some personal items, and then left my apartment. I planned on never returning. For the picture, I took a photo of her with my phone and we printed it off at a Walgreens. She looked very sexy.
We grabbed a bit to eat and then we decided to see a movie to pass the time. We spent most of the movie making out in the back like a pair of teenagers. Afterward, we slipped into the men’s room and we fucked in a bathroom stall.
For dinner, Mary suggested this Japanese steakhouse and we had a fun time watching the chef cook the food. Dicing and twirling his knives and tossing food into the air. Another couple set at are table, on their first date. It didn’t seem to be going well, the guy was a boor. Mary started flirting with the woman, Diane, letting her skirt ride up so Diane could see her cunt. Diane and Mary left to go to the restroom together, as girls are want to do. When they returned after a while, Mary kissed me and I tasted Diane’s pussy on her lips.
After dinner, we drove out to the back country, to the very crossroad I made a pack with the Devil at just two nights ago. We had a few hours to wait and it seemed to stretch out for eternity. We laid in the grass and watched the stars in silence, holding each other. We were both tense, and drew strength from each other. At fifteen til midnight, the alarm on my phone rang and I dug up the very hole I place my own box in.
“Last chance, you sure you want to do this?” I asked.
Mary breathed deeply, the box shaking in her hands. She knelt down, and set the box in the hole. She froze there, afraid to let go of the box.
“You don’t have to do this?” I told her, kneeling down next to her.
“I do,” she whispered and leg go. Then quickly, as if afraid if she waited she would lose her resolve, shoved the pile of dirt on the box, burying it. She stood up quickly, backing away from the whole. I hugged her, and she gripped me tightly. And we waited. And waited. Eternity seemed to pass and Mary started to tremble in my arms.
“Maybe, it didn’t work,” Mary whispered, shattering the silence of the night.
“It worked, Mary Sullivan,” a pleasant voice said from the darkness. We both jumped as the Devil stepped out of shadows. He was a handsome man with scarlet eyes, dressed in the same black, expensive suit he wore two nights ago. A friendly smile graced his face. He took Mary’s hand and raised it up and kissed the back of her hand, like an old-fashioned gentlemen. Then he shook my hand, “Good to see you again, Mark Glassner. The boys and I downstairs love what you’re doing.”
“T-thanks,” I stammered.
“What can I do for you, Mary Sullivan?” the Devil asked.
Mary swallowed, and, with more confidence than I had two nights ago, said, “I want three wishes in exchange for my soul.”
“Of course, I would be more than happy too,” the Devil replied in his friendly, relaxing manner.
“My first wish is for Mark and I to stay young, healthy, and beautiful for as long as Mark lives.” I blinked in surprise. My first wish had been for a long a healthy life. Mary was smart enough to get the same thing, plus she would get to stay young and beautiful as well. Actually, we both would. I smiled at her, she was a smart cookie.
The devil chuckled. “Very well. All though Mark isn’t that beautiful.”
Mary giggled. “Oh, I don’t know. He has a certain charm about him.” Mary hugged me a little tighter. “For my second wish, I want Mark and I to love each other unconditionally for eternity.” Mary looked hesitantly at me, afraid I would object. I didn’t. I had made her love me originally. It was only fair that she made sure that I would never leave her. This must be why she wanted to make a deal. “For my final wish, I …” Mary paused, blushing beet red, “… I want other women to desire me and, um, not to resist my sexual advances.”
“All right,” the devil said. There was understanding in the Devil’s eyes, not judgment.
“Naughty filly,” I whispered and kissed her forehead.
There was a flash of scarlet light and yellow smoke and a contract appeared in the Devil’s hand. An acrid reek of brimstone filled the air. “Look it over,” he said, handing the contract to Mary.
Mary read the contract then nodded her head. The Devil pricked her finger with an old fashioned, black fountain pen. She signed in her own blood, then the Devil signed in his blood. He rolled up the contract. “Any questions, Mary?” She shook her head.
There was an awkward pause, and then the Devil looked over at me, a considering look on his face. I felt like a hunk of meat and I tightened my arms about Mary. Finally, the Devil pulled a small, red crystal out of his pocket and held it up. The gem glinted with its own fire, bathing all three of us in scarlet light.
“If you are ever in trouble, hold this crystal and say ‘Lilith, appear before me,’ ” the Devil instructed.
I gingerly held out my hand and he dropped it in. “Why would I …” I started to ask, but the Devil was gone, vanishing into the shadows. I stared at the gem and looked at Mary, worried. “Why would I need this?”
Mary closed my hand about the gem, her hand warm on mine, and smiled reassuringly at me. “I don’t know, but we’ll face it together.”
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I watched the mortals drive off from the shadows and glared at Lucifer. “Why did you give him my name!”
“I like him, Lilith,” Lucifer answered. He was still wearing that ridiculous, black suit.
“But why my name!” I demanded. “If you want to give gifts to your pets, leave me out! Why not Asherah! She loves slutting around with mortals, with men. Or Chemosh. It’s been centuries since he’s rampaged about the world.”
“The Opposition already has his scent,” Lucifer answered. “A Magdalenite Nun is on her way.”
“So?” I asked, what did I care if some Warlock was stupid enough to attract the Opposition’s attention.
Lucifer grinned at me. “Like I said, I like him.”
To be continued …

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The Devil’s Pact Chapter 4: Salesgirls

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
copyright 2013
Chapter Four: Salesgirls
Mary and I exited the Heavenly Creature’s Salon, arm’s wrapped around each other’s waist. “Where’s your car?” Mary asked, peering curiously around the parking lot.
“I got rid of that P.O.S.,” I told her, leading her to my new silver Mustang. The original owner decided to be an asshole to me so I swapped cars with him and sent his wife into an orgy to punish him. “Here’s my new ride, Mare.”
Mary raised her eyebrows at the car. “How’d that happened.”
“I traded my car for it.”
“How can you do that?” Mary asked. “Everyone just does what you tell them to.”
It was simple, I made a deal with the devil and now people have to do what I tell them, happily and willingly. But, I didn’t want to tell Mary that. “If you really want to know, I’ll tell you tonight. Think carefully about it. You won’t like the answer.”
She frowned at me, auburn eyebrows furrowing. “What does that mean?”
“Just think about it,” I told her. I could tell her to just forget about it. But, something stopped me. I loved her. It didn’t feel right making her do what I wanted to. She wasn’t like the other women. I kissed her on forehead. “I love you.”
She blushed and smiled. “Love you, too, hun.” Her lips were soft and warm on my as she kissed me. “So, you’re going to buy me new clothes?”
“I am,” I told her. “You can get whatever you want. No matter the cost.”
“Well then, I hope you can keep up.”
“I’m your stallion. I have loads of stamina.” At least sexual stamina. Another thing I got from the Devil. And a long, healthy life.
She giggled. “I bet you do.” Her hand grasped my cock and felt it hardened beneath her touch. Then she was slipping into the passenger seat of my Mustang. “Come on,” she said impatiently.
“Okay, Mare,” I said, adjusting my cock in my pants. I got into my new Mustang. The engine roared gloriously to life.
“The Mustang fits you,” Mary said as I backed out of the space. “You’re free from the rules of society. You’re a wild horse roaming the plains, mounting any filly you want.” I grinned at her. “You can have all the filly’s you want, just remember I’m your number one mare.”
“Forever,” I answered and she nodded. “Of course, your free to mount just as many fillies.”
Mary laughed in a rich, musical timbre. “How would two fillies fuck?” she asked. “I don’t think mounting would work. Maybe they would just back into each other to rub pussies together.” I laughed, picturing two horses pressing their rears together.
“Maybe they would take turns licking,” I suggested, stopping at the light at the parking lots exit. Across the street was our destination, the South Hill Mall.
Mary laughed harder. “Like … a salt … lick,” she gasped between laughs. Her laugh was contagious and I found myself laughing with her. She had turned a bright red and it was a minute before she regained her composure. “I’ve always wanted horses,” she said after she caught her breath. “I remember the last summer before …” She paused, sadness flickering across her face, “before my mom left, she took me out riding in the mountains. They were majestic creatures. Have you ever ridden a horse?”
“No,” I said with a shake of my head. The light turned green and I crossed Meridian. “Maybe we could go riding together.”
Mary smiled at me. “I would like that.”
I found a place to park. I used the remote to lock the car and chuckled as all the lights flashed and the horn honked. I never had a car with remote locks before and I unlocked it and locked it again. Mary watched with an amused expression. “Having fun?” she asked me.
“Yeah,” I said, unlocking the car again. She rolled her eyes at me and I grinned at her and locked the door. “Fine, I’m finished.”
Arms wrapped around each other’s waist, we entered into the mall. We walked slowly through the mall, window shopping and girl watching. The girl watching turned into a kind of game where we would each take turns pointing out a cute girl and whispering what we would like to do to them. Once, Mary pointed out a Latina with a full ass and a tribal tramp stamp and whispered in my ear, “I would love to eat your cum out of her ass,” right as this old lady walk buy. The old lady looked disgust at us and we broke out laughing as she stalked away.
The first store Mary led us to was Old Navy. It was brightly lit and full of colorful clothes. “I love to shop here,” Mary told me. She saw something on a rack of clothing and practically flew over, grabbing the sleeve of a shirt. “These are so cute!” she exclaimed as she browsed the clothes.
“How are you doing today,” a nasally pitched, effeminate young man asked Mary. I was disappointed. I was hoping for a cute girl working the register that I could have some fun with while Mary shopped, not some guy. I sighed in disappointment, as he explained in excited detail all about the shirts Mary was browsing. I was starting to suspect he was gay, no straight guy could possibly be that excited about clothing. Oh well, at least he would not be hitting on Mary.
I looked around the store and it was pretty empty save for a beautiful teenage girl, pixie slim, with long, blue-back hair streaked with bright, purple highlights. I smiled, guess I was going to have some fun after all. She wore floral print tanktop that was cut short enough to expose her flat stomach and pierced bellybutton. Underneath her short jean skirt, she wore hot pink leggings. The girl held up a top to show someone and I saw an older woman half-hidden behind a clothes rack. She was in her mid-thirties, attractive, and resembled the girl. She was either an older sister or was really young when she had her daughter.
“Hey,” I told the store clerk. “Go close the security gate and then assist Mary with her shopping. Ignore the fucking going on in the back of the store.”
“Oh, absolutely, sir,” he said and sauntered off.
Mary glanced back in the girl, her eyes lighting up when she saw the pixyish beauty in the back. “She’s cute.” Mary slapped my ass. “Give her a good ride, stallion.”
God, I loved Mary. I kissed her, before I threaded my way to the back of the store, while behind me the security gate started to close. The teenage girl and her companion looked up in alarm. “It’s okay,” I told them, smiling pleasantly. “You can keep shopping.”
“What’s going on,” the woman asked, putting a protective arm around the teenager. She was as beautiful as the girl; not the fresh innocent of a teenager, but the lush maturity of an adult. She dressed in a loose flowing, white sundress covered in sunflowers. The dress fell to mid thigh and was cut low to show off her abundant cleavage. She was a least a cup size larger than the teenager, probably a C.
“I’m an inspector,” I lied, “and we just need some privacy. Nothing to be frightened about.” Both women relaxed. “I’m Mark.”
“I’m Laura,” the woman in the sundress said, “and this is my daughter, Melody.”
“Hi,” Melody greeted in a chipper voice. “Today’s my birthday. I turned sixteen.”
“How sweet,” I said. “Well, I think I have a birthday present for you.”
Her eyes widened in excitement. “Free clothes!” she shrieked, and threw her arms around me in a hug. Her body was warm and firm against me, her small breasts pressing softly into my chest. She smelled of lilac. It was nice for the brief moment it lasted, then the girl moved away, blushing in embarrassment.
“I need to inspect both your bodies, because I’m a female body inspector,” I said, using the lamest line I ever saw on a T-Shirt. “That’s what my camcorders for. And I need you both to cooperate one hundred percent. So, Laura, I need to see your breasts.”
Laura nodded and pulled her sundress over her head. She was wearing a lacy, red bra and matching red, transparent panties. “Damn, mom, what’s with the sexy underwear. You and Tony going to get frisky tonight?” Melody asked with a sly grin. “On my birthday?”
“Maybe,” Laura quipped. “You were going out with your friends, right?”
I noticed the wedding band on Laura’s finger. “You call your dad, Tony?” I asked Melody.
“My step-dad,” Melody scowled. “He’s alright.”
Laura reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her tits were large, round, marred only by the tiniest of stretch marks. Her aerola were the largest I ever seen, as big as a silver dollar. “Melody, play with your mom’s nipples till their hard.”
Melody’s slim fingers reached out, caressing her mother’s aerola, circling the pink flesh as her nipple hardened. Laura sighed softly as her daughter’s fingers slid across to the other breast. Melody squeezed her tit, then rubbed her palm across the nipple in slow circles. When she finished, both mother and daughter were flushed with excitement, Melody’s nipples pressed hard against her blouse, as erect as her mothers.
“Very nice,” I said as I filmed her. “Panties next.” Laura shrugged out of her panties. A black, triangular patch of hair grew above the bare lips of her pussy. A gold ring pierced the hood of her clit, glinting sexily.
“Fuck, mom!” Melody cursed in surprise. “When did you get your cunny pierced?”
Laura blushed. “Well, I had a … wild youth,” she answered, delicately. “And, um, Tony, he likes to, um, play with it.”
“Okay, Melody, time to see how you stack-up compared to your mother.”
Melody grinned impishly. “I thick I stack-up very well,” she boasted. She peeled off her top revealing a hot-pink bra, which quickly followed the shirt to the floor. Her breasts were small, firm, and perky, topped with small, pink nipples. Next, she kicked off her stylish, black shoes and then wiggled out of her jean skirts. Lastly, she peeled off the pink leggings and a pair of pink panties. Her ass was slim and her legs slender. Her pussy was tight and shaved bare, her clit hard and peeking out.
“You both are very beautiful,” I said, unbuttoning my pants and pulling out my half-hard dick.
“What do you plan on doing with that,” Melody asked, eying my cock nervously.
“It’s your birthday present,” I told Melody. “But I need you and your mom to get it ready. So both of you start sucking.”
Mother and daughter knelt before me. Laura grasped my dick and licked up one side. Melody copied her mom, licking up the other side. My dick started to harden as mother and daughter slid wet tongues up my shaft. They both reached the tip, tongues sliding wetly over the head. They both jumped back when their tongues brushed together about my cock. “Don’t be scared to kiss, ladies. Both of you have long desired each other. Don’t be afraid to explore those desires.”
Their mouths were hot on my cock, kissing around my cock. Laura reached out slowly, tenderly, and cupped her daughter’s perky tit. Melody moaned as her mother delicately rolled her hard nipple between her fingers. Laura’s sucked the tip of my dick into her wet and warm mouth and Melody started to kiss her mother’s cheek, the girl’s pink lips moving lower, down her mother’s sloping neck, down her breastbone. Laura sucked harder on my cock as her daughter’s lips enveloped her hard nipple, nursing at her mothers breast.
“Are they related?” Mary asked. She had several blouses folded over one arm. Behind her, the clerk had even more clothes draped over his arm.
“Yeah, mother and daughter,” I moaned as Laura started bobbing her head on my cock. “Did you find something you like?”
“Gabe and I have come up with a few outfits,” Mary answered. “You have fun, hun.”
I kissed her. “I love you, Mare.”
“Even with another woman’s mouth on your cock?” Mary asked mischievously.
“Well, she’s sucking my cock pretty well,” I said, pretending to consider. “Yeah, even with her mouth on my dick.”
“Good,” she answered with a smile and kissed me. “C’mon, Gabe.” Mary led the clerk to the changing rooms at the back of the store.
I glanced down at the two women, Melody sucking hard at her mother’s tit. My eyes followed the lines of her back to her slim ass. I pulled my cock out Laura’s sweet mouth and knelt down behind Melody. Laura threw back her head, moaning, cradling her daughter’s head to her tit. “Oh, my sweet child,” she moaned. “I’ve missed nursing you.”
I knelt down behind Melody, and gripped her waist, lifting her up so she was on her knees, still sucking at her mom’s tit. “Here’s your birthday present,” I said and thrust my cock into her wet cunt. She was tight, like a vice, and so fucking warm.
“Oh, fuck!” Melody gasped, “Christ, he’s bigger than Dillon! He’s stretching my cunny so good, mom!”
“Happy birthday, Melody,” Laura said, stroking her daughter’s face. She bent down and captured her daughter’s lips in a loving kiss. “I got a present for you, too, songbird.” Laura sat on the floor, spreading her legs wide before Melody’s face. Laura’s cunt was wet, lips spread wide open. “Eat momma’s cunny!” Melody leaned down, pink tongue sliding up her mother’s slit as I fucked hard into her tight hole.
“Hun, how’s do I look?” Mary asked as I fucked Melody’s cunt. She was stepping out of the changing room dressed in a red dress, tight on her body. A red skirt cinched just under her breasts fell loosely about her waist, ending above the knees. The dress had no sleeves or straps, and exposed a fair amount of her freckled bosom.
I whistled appreciatively. “You look hot,” I said, not pausing my fucking Melody’s tight cunt.
“You look cute, sweetie,” Laura moaned. “And so do you, songbird! You look so cute eating your mama-bird’s cunny.”
Melody’s cunt was so tight and silky, I held off cumming as long as I could, wanting to enjoy her teenage cunt and watch the slut eat her mother’s dripping cunny. Mary came out modeling four more outfits: a pair of tight jeans and a hot pink, button-up blouse; red capris pants with a white tanktop decorated with pink flowers; a pleated black skirt and blue, transparent shirt with little black songbirds on it and a black bra visible through the fabric; and a red and white striped pencil skirt with a white, a white, gauzy shirt with a v-neckline.
While Mary was modeling outfits, Melody had brought Laura to four screaming orgasms, Laura’s juices flooding her daughter’s lips. Melody drank her mother’s nectar like a woman dying of thirst. Twice, Melody’s tight cunt and constricted on my cock as I fucked her to orgasm.
“What’d you think,” Mary asked for the sixth time, twirling in a black dress, the loose skirt billowing out.
I eyed her up and down. The dress had a loose skirt, cinched at her waist, and then fitted tightly on her torso, clinging to her breasts like a second skin. The dress had short sleeves, that barely covered her shoulders, and a square cut neckline that exposed her bosom almost to her areolas. The bodice lifted her breasts up, enhancing them to seem larger and rounder. “God, your beautiful,” I moaned. I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot my cum in Melody’s tight cunt. Three large blasts straight into her young womb.
I pulled out, cum oozing slowly out of her tight hole, and stood up. I walked over to Mary and hugged her and kissed her passionately. We made out for a few minutes, my hand sliding down her back to grope at her ass through the sleek fabric. “I guess you like it,” Mary said when we broke our kiss. She glanced down and winced. “Of course, you got cum all over the front.” I looked down, my cum stained cock had rubbed on the skirt, staining the fabric.
“Gabe, bag up Mary’s clothes and find a fresh copy of this dress in her size,” I ordered. “Of course, sir,” Gabe answered with his nasally voice.
“Leave out the pencil skirt and the white, peasant blouse,” Mary ordered Gabe, who nodded his head in agreement.
“Ohh, fuck, eat my cunny, mom!” Melody moaned. Mary and I looked over to see Melody on her back, her mother between her spread legs, digging my cum out of her daughter’s pussy with her tongue. Mary’s hand found my cock and she gently stroked it as we watched Laura eat out her daughter’s cunt. Melody writhed on her back, hands gripping her mother’s head as she moaned in ecstasy. My hand slid down Mary’s backside and lifted the hem of her dress and slid underneath. She wasn’t wearing panties and I caressed her bare ass before I stuck a finger up her ass. Mary moaned, squeezing my cock harder as she jerked me off.
“When Melody cums, you take the mother and I’ll have the daughter,” Mary whispered in my ear. Mary read my mind and I nodded my head in agreement.
Melody was panting loudly as her mother vigorously ate her cunt. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! Oh, mommy, you’re making my cunny explode!” Melody writhed and flexed as her orgasm rolled over her. Laura gently licked up her daughter’s juices before crawling up her daughter’s body to kiss her gently on the lips.
“Happy birthday, songbird,” Laura whispered.
“Thank you, mama-bird,” Melody breathed. “That was wonderful.” Then she kissed her mother back.
Mary and I walked over to the happy family. “That was real hot, ladies,” I said. “Mare, here, wants to give Melody a present as well.”
Melody smiled eagerly up at Mary. Laura rolled off her daughter, both sweaty and flushed. Mare pulled her dress up over her head, revealing her pale curves. Melody’s eyes drank in Mary’s naked form. “Your heart is real cute,” Melody said as she stared at the heart-shaped patch of auburn pubic hair that grew above Mary’s waxed pussy lips.
“Thanks,” Mary said. “I love you belly piercing.” Mary knelt down and gave Melody’s bellybutton piercing, a dangling silver chain with a small ruby on the end, a tug. Then Mary crawled on top of Melody. Their breasts kissed and then their mouths. Mary settled her weight on Melody’s lithe body. Melody spread her legs, wrapping them about Mary’s waist, and Mary started to rotate her hips, fucking her clit into Melody’s.
“Oh, shit,” Melody moaned. “Our clits are touching. Oh, fuck that’s good.”
“Damn, that’s hot watching you trib,” I told Mary. “I love watching tribbing!”
“Tribbing, is that, uhhh, what it’s called?” Mary panted. “Discovered it with Joy today. Mmhhh, squeeze my ass. Don’t be afraid to stick a finger in.” Melody’s hand clawed at Mary’s butt. Mary bucked her hips hard when Melody’s finger slid slowly into her asshole.
I handed the camcorder to Gabe. “Film,” I ordered as I got on top Laura, her legs spread invitingly open for me. Laura grasped my cock and and guided it to her wet cunt. I slid in, slowly, savoring her pussy’s warm embrace. She was looser than her daughter, but still had a firm, warm grip. Laura fucked her hips back into me, matching my rhythm. I kissed at her neck while she clawed at my back and moaned in wordless pleasure. I looked over to my left and watched Mary riding Melody hard. Both girls were panting and moaning, pink tongues exploring each other’s mouths, and hands groping firm breasts, tweaking hard nipples.
“I guess you figured out how two fillies could fuck,” I told Mary.
Mary grinned at me and moaned, “I did! And it’s sooo good! How’s your filly?”
“She’s a spirit ride,” I panted back. I noticed our hands were close together and I reached out and caressed Mary’s hand. She smiled at me and our finger’s interlocked as we fucked our fillies hard. Mary’s plump ass flexed and jiggled as she rubbed her clit and pussy into Melody’s.
“Oh, god, this is a great present!” gasped Melody. “Ohh, fuck, you’re making me cum.” Melody wriggled beneath Mary, fingering her ass and kissing her neck as she came. Mary captured her lips as her body shuddered in orgasm on top the sixteen year old.
I sucked Laura’s large nipple into my mouth, exploring the hard, sensitive nub with my tongue as her cunt squeezed my cock. “Oh, crap!” Laura moaned, fingernails leaving hot scratches down my back as she came underneath me.
I was close to cumming as I pulled out of Laura’s warmth and jerked off over her, spraying her belly and large tits. She panted, my white cum running thickly down across her belly and the slopes of her breasts. Mary slid off Melody and started licking my cum of her belly while Melody cleaned the cum off her mother’s tits. It was so beautiful, watching my Mary lick my cum off another woman. Gabe was filming my cock, I realized, not the beautiful women on the floor and I pointed at the girls.
Laura pulled her daughter into her embrace and kissed her cum stained lips. “Thanks mom,” Melody said happily, “this has been the best birthday ever!”
Laura smiled and kissed her daughter’s inviting lips again. “We definitely have to play hooky again next year.”
Clothes were found and everyone got dressed. Mary and I took turns kissing mother and daughter. I gave them my cell number and told them to call for Melody’s next birthday. Mary looked fantastic in her red-and-white striped skirt and white, peasant blouse. I told her she looked gorgeous, and she smiled happily. Gabe had the rest of Mary’s clothes bagged up at the cash register and once we were all decent, he opened the security gate.
“Gabe,” I said as Mary and I were walking out the store. “Give Melody an outfit for free. It’s her birthday, after all.”
Gabe answered in his nasally, effeminate voice, “Of course sir. There’s this charming blue chambray dress with white songbirds that’s just to die for. Girlfriend, you will look absolutely stunning in!” he said, leading Melody towards a rack of dresses.
“You want to get lunch?” I asked Mary. I was famished after so much fucking. Mary’s stomach gave a cute rumble and she laughed.
We went to the food court and purchased lunch. Mary got a large plate of pasta and a slice of pizza from Sbarro’s while I hit up the Chinese buffet, getting chow mein, orange chicken, sweet and sour pork and some egg rolls to share with Mary. We chatted as we ate, talking about the TV Shows that we liked, and about movies and books. Mary, it turned out, loved cop dramas. She watched all of them. Her favorites were Castle and Bones. And she just loved Grey’s Anatomy, which I confessed I had never watched before. Somehow I ended up promising to watch Grey’s Anatomy reruns on netflix with her.
Then, the conversation turned to books and it turned out we both liked to read fantasy and sci-fi, much to our mutual delight. I got introduced to fantasy through Tolkien and Mary through Twilight, but I choose not to hold that against her. We discussed our favorite books and gave each other recommendations; Mary recommended Brandon Sanderson’s ‘Mistborn’ trilogy, and I told her to check out Steven Erikson’s ‘Malazan Book of the Fallen’. When I glanced at my cell phone, I was surprised that we just spent an hour talking about Song of Ice and Fire theories.
With lunch finished, Mary had more shopping to do. I grabbed the bags, and arms around the other’s waist, we walked through the mall. Passing Hot Topic, my eye caught a slutty sailor dress on display. It was blue and white with red bows, low cut bodice, and a short, ruffled skirt. I bet Mary would look so hot in that dress. Mary saw what I was looking at and smiled.
“You like that dress?” Mary asked and I nodded. She gave a throaty laugh. “Okay, I have an idea. I’ll go in and pick up some of their naughtier clothing as a surprise for you. And that sailor dress, and you can amuse yourself.”
“How?” I asked, curious.
There was a naughty twinkle in her eye. She pointed to the two salesgirls lounging at the register. One was a blonde with short hair wearing a pink plaid, very short, catholic school girl skirt, a white corset with black lacings, and knee high, white socks. The other girl was behind the counter and wore a red corset, laced up the front, the bodice pushing up her tits. Her hair was black, with blue and purple streaks, gathered in twin pigtails. Both girls had black lipstick and multiple piercings dotting lips, noses, and eyebrows.
“If you stood behind the girl at the cash register, I bet you could be fucking her and no one could tell. Just lift up her skirt and bury your cock in,” Mary said. “That should keep you busy while the blonde helps me shop and bags my purchases.”
“What if she doesn’t have a skirt?” I asked, straining to look.
“Then fuck the blonde,” Mary answered, shaking her head at me, amazed I could be so stupid. “But, I bet you she’s wearing a skirt, and she’s tall enough for this to work.”
“You’re right, Mare,” I answered, feeling a little stupid. “I love your idea.”
“Of course you do,” Mary answered. “What guy wouldn’t.”
“Gabe,” I quipped, remembering the gay clerk from Old Navy.
Mary giggled. “Fine, what straight guy wouldn’t like my idea.”
I did not have an answer, so I led Mary into Hot Topic, my cock hard in my pants. We walked up to the two salesgirls who eyed us up. “Welcome to Hot Topic,” the blonde said in a smokey voice. Up close, I could see that the black-haired girl was wearing a skirt, black and short with black lace on the hem. Black, thigh-high fishnet stalkings covered her pale legs and made her look even more slutty
“Hi, I’m Mark and this is Mary,” I said in a friendly manner. “What are you two beautiful ladies names?”
“I’m Lillian,” the black-haired girl answered, “and this is Anne.”
“Anne, I want you to help Mary with her shopping,” I ordered the blonde. “Do whatever she wants, no matter how strange.”
“Of course,” Anne answered, smiling with her pierced lips. She took Mary’s hand and led her deeper into the store.
I turned to Lillian, who had a sultry grin on her black lips. “You are going to let me fuck you.”
“Absolutely,” Lillian purred.
“We’re going to fuck right here,” I told her. “I’ll be behind you and if anyone asks, I’m training you.” She licked her lips excitedly and I walked behind the counter. “Take off your panties.”
Lillian reached under her skirt and pulled a pair of black, ruffled panties. She stepped out of her panties and held them to my face. I took them and breathed in her scent, musky and sweet. I stuffed the panties in my pocket, joining the pair I took from Cynthia and Vivian at the coffee shop this morning. I unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out. I stood behind her, lifting her short skirt up enough to get my cock underneath. The lace of her skirt’s hem felt cool and silky as it brushed my cock before I found her hot, wet hole.
We both groaned as I slowly slid into her warm depths, her cunt rippling softly about my cock. I bottomed out in her pussy, my cock pressing against her womb. She breathed in deeply, wiggling her hips as I slowly fucked her. I could only use short strokes, barely pulling any of my cock out before sliding back in. Outside, people streamed past the entrance to Hot Topic, unaware that we were fucking just fifteen feet away.
School must be over because a pair of giggling teenage girls stumbled into the store. I stopped fucking Lillian, resting hilt deep inside her. Lillian was breathing heavily and she squeezed her cunt slowly on my cock. One of the girls came up to the register to buy necklace. She was cute, fifteen maybe, with a low cut blouse and a pair of small tits. She rested her arms on the counter and I could see down her blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I caught a flash of pink nipple as she shifted. It was too much for me. Gritting my teeth, I came hard in Lillian’s pussy.
Lillian gasped, and the schoolgirl looked quizzically at us. “Are you all right?” she asked.
“Just fine,” Lillian answered as another jet of semen flooded into her. “I ate a really big sausage and it just filled me up.” Lillian clenched her cunt hard on my dick and then wiggled her hips.
“Okay,” the girl muttered, handing Lillian a twenty. Lillian fumbled for the girl’s change and she left with her friend. My dick didn’t even get soft and I just started fucking Lillian again.
“Fuck, that was hot!” Lillian moaned.
The second time I came in Lillian’s cunt was when this sluttily dressed teenage girl with bubblegum pink hair strolled into the store. She wore a shredded skirt made of wispy purple and white fabric that barely covered her ass, a tight t-shirt that fit tight across her tits and it was quite clear her ample breasts were not supported by a bra. Her nipples were hard, clearly outlined in the thin material of her shirt. There were dimples on either side of her nipples and it took me a moment to realize that they were pierced. The shirt was pink and had “Daddy’s little girl” written across her breasts. The word “girl” was cross out and underneath was written “slut”.
Lillian had one hand rubbing her clit and she was close to cumming when the teenager walked in and had to quickly pull her hand up. The girl noticed the motion and smiled wickedly and winked at Lillian, clearly not fooled. She sauntered over to the counter and breathed in deeply. We reeked of pussy juices and cum by then and by her smile she clearly new what we were up to. “Whatcha doin’?
“T-training,” Lillian stammered.
“Slut training?” the girl asked with a smirk.
“Oh, yeah,” Lillian moaned as I started to fuck her again. “I’m such a whore!”
Lillian started to move her hand back to her clit but was stopped by the girl. “Let me help.” The girl reached across the counter and her fingers reached under Lillian’s skirt. I felt her fingers caress my cock as it plunged into Lillian’s cunt before she started to frig Lillian’s clit. Lillian gasped and her cunt started rapidly constricting on my cock as she came.
“Fuck!” Lillian moaned. “I was so horny, I just came when you touched me.”
The girl laughed and licked Lillian’s juices off her finger. I fucked hard into Lillian and shot my second load into Lillian as I watched this pink-haired slut lick Lillian’s cream. I groaned and breathed heavily on Lillian neck. The teenager ran her pink tongue over her full lips slowly, a silver stud pierced her tongue. “How’s her training? Did she live up to your expectations?”
“She’s a natural,” I groaned, as Lillian started to gently squeeze her cunt on my cock again. “She really strives to please, which is important in customer service.” From the back of the store I heard a muffled groan and wondered what Mary and Anne were getting up to. Probably Anne’s tongue in Mary’s cunt.
The girl giggled wickedly. “I’ve always wanted to work at Hot Topic. Can you give me some training?”
Holy shit. This girl was going to let me fuck her without me having to make her. Fuck, I couldn’t believe it. I was so excited, and Lillian’s cunt felt so warm and tight as she massaged my cock with her pussy walls, I shot a third load of cum up inside her. Panting, I said, “Absolutely. Just have to interview you first.”
“Oh, of course,” she said, nodding seriously.
“What’s your name?” I asked. “And how old are you.”
“Allison Hertz,” she answered, “and I’m seventeen.”
“Well Allison, take off your panties and let me see what kind of pussy I’ll be working with.”
“I’m not wearing panties,” Allison confided, lifting up the front of her skirt. Her pussy was shaved smooth, her slit tight,and juices glistened on her lips. Tattooed above her pussy was “Cum on in” with a little red arrow pointing at her clit.
“How’d you get your parents permission to get that tattoo?” Allison licked her lips suggestively. “I didn’t. I let the tattoo artist cum in and he was more than happy to give me the tat for free.”
“And those nipple piercing? Did he cum on in as well?” She shook her head. “I had to lick a tight pussy to get those.”
“Well, you’re hired,” I told her.
Allison walked behind the counter and pulled up the back of her skirt to expose a perky ass. I pulled out of Lillian’s cunt and moved behind Allison. I had to bend a little lower, but I got my cock stuffed up into Allison tight cunt. Lillian was between us and the entrance, blocking us from view allowing me to fuck Allison hard and fast.
“Fuck that slut!” Lillian urged, lifting her black skirt with one hand and playing with her messy pussy with the other. Lillian brought her stained fingers to her lips and Allison slid her hand between her legs and shoved two fingers up Lillian’s cunt. “You naughty whore,” moaned Lillian. “That feels sooo nice.”
“And you feel so wet,” Allison whispered, then leaned over and she kissed Lillian. “Oh, god, fuck me stud!” Allison hissed when she finished kissing Lillian. “I’m close to cumming!” I fucked her harder, her cunt spasming pleasantly on my dick as she came loudly, drawing the attention of passing mall shopper, a middle-aged woman dressed in a conservative, cloud blue pantsuit.
As the woman entered the store, I wondered just what I could get away with, so I pulled my cock slowly out of Allison’s cunt. Trying to move as little as possible, I slid my wet dick between the cheeks of her ass and slowly pushed it into her asshole. Allison stiffened and gasped. “Are you okay, dear?” The woman asked, eying the flushed teenager as my dick slid deeper and deeper into her ass.
“I’m just fine,” Allison panted. “Just being trained.”
The woman peered suspiciously at us as my cock bottomed out in her asshole, tight and hot. Allison squirmed a bit, trying to get used to my shaft invading her ass. “Are you sure, sweetheart.”
“Oh yes,” Allison gasped as I started to slowly withdraw my dick. “He’s an amazing teacher. Right, Lillian?”
Lillian licked her lips. “Oh yes! He cums here all the time. To make sure we’re well trained.”
This conversation was too much for me, and I came in Allison’s ass as I slid slowly in, sighing in pleasure. “You three are some disgusting deviants,” the woman said shrilly. “I’m going to get mall security.”
“No you’re not,” I told her. “Your going to come back her and suck my cum out of Allison’s ass for being a nosy bitch. Don’t stop eating her asshole until she cums.”
The woman, looking completely ashamed of herself, walked behind the counter and dropped to her knees behind Allison. She lifted Allison’s skirt, spread her asscheek, exposing a brown, winking hole dripping with white semen. The woman, gingerly, placed her lips on Allison asshole and started sucking. “Oh, fuck!” Allison moaned. “You are one nasty guy!”
My cock was dirty from Allison’s ass, so I lifted Lillian’s skirt. Her wet pussy would clean it up, and I shoved my dick into her sloppy pussy, fucking her slowly. I looked over at Allison and asked, “You ever wanted to be a sex slave?”
“Oh yes,” she panted. “I love it when a guy takes charge.”
“Why I am not surprised you found another girl to amuse yourself with,” Mary said as she and a thoroughly disheveled Anne walked to the front of the store. Anne’s lips were smeared with pussy juices and she carried several bags of clothes.
“This is Allison,” I told her as Lillian moaned on my cock. “Allison, this is my girlfriend, Mary.”
“Oh, nice to meet you,” Allison gasped.
“Allison is going to be our sex slave from now on,” I told Mary, who arched an eyebrow at me. “Allison, you’ll do anything, no matter how filthy or depraved, that Mary or I tell you to do.”
“Oh, absolutely,” Allison gushed. “That sounds wonderful! Thank you, Master. Thank you, Mistress. I’ll be the best slut-slave ever!”
“Well, she definitely dressed for it,” Mary said, reading the words printed on Allison shirt. “And, um, who is eating out her ass.”
“Some prudish bitch. She’s going to pay for your clothes, right.” There was a muffled yes from between Allison’s perky cheeks.
I leaned down to grab the prudish bitches purse, trying not to pull out of Lillian. I almost fell over, and my dick sadly slipped out of her warm cunt, but I grabbed the purse and got back inside Lillian. I opened it up and pulled out her wallet. I found a credit card and handed it to Lillian so she could ring up the purchase. I found about a hundred in cash and pocketed that and threw her purse on the floor. Lillian fumbled at the register, having trouble concentrating as I fucked her hard. Allison orgasmed with a small shudder and a moan a minute later. The prudish bitch grabbed her purse and fled the store, almost tripping in her haste to escape.
“Allison, who do you live with?” I asked.
“My father,” she answered. “My mom died when I was little.”
“Call your dad,” I ordered. “I need to speak to him.”
She pulled out her cell phone and called him. “Hey, daddy,” she spoke into the phone, “my Master needs to speak to you.”
I took the phone and heard her dad ask, “Master? What are you talking about, pumpkin?”
“I’m your daughter’s Master,” I spoke into the phone. “She’s going to be my sex slave and live with me. I’m going to fuck her and cum in every hole she has: pussy, ass, mouth. You will not worry about her, contact the police, or go looking for her. She will not be harmed.” I handed the phone back. “Tell your daddy what I’ve done to you.”
“Hey daddy,” Allison said, my balls were tightening and I was close to cumming a fourth time in Lillian’s cunt. “I’m having a lot of fun with my Master. He fucked me in the cunt behind the cash register at Hot Topic. It was amazing, I came so hard, daddy. Then, this woman walked in. She was suspicious of us. But Master wasn’t concerned, he just stuck his cock up my ass and shot his cum up my butt while this prudish bitch watched. It was sooo hot, daddy.” Listening to this slut moan into the phone as she told her father the filthy things I did to her was so hot. I groaned and shot my load up Lillian’s cunt. “Then, daddy, he made the woman eat his cum out my ass and I came a second time.”
I pulled my cock out Lillian, wet and dripping. “Slut, hang up the phone and clean your Master’s dick,” Mary ordered, surprising me.
“Don’t worry, daddy, I’ll be the best slut-slave ever for Master and Mistress,” Allison said sweetly into the phone. “I gotta go now, daddy. Master’s cock is covered in pussy juices and Mistress wants me to suck it clean. I love you, daddy.” With that, Allison dropped to her knees, and licked all the pussy juices off my cock.
“Grab our bags, slut,” Mary ordered as I tucked my cock back into my pants. Allison grabbed the Hot Topic and Old Navy bags. “Walk behind us.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Allison said, smiling.
Allison trailed behind Mary and me as we walked through the mall. “You seem to be taking to this slave-thing well,” I told her.
“Well, my older sister, Shannon, used to like to boss me and Missy around,” Mary explained, “and I hated it.”
“Revenge by proxy, then?” Mary nodded. “Why not the real thing then,” I pointed out. “Say the word, and Shannon could be your very own slave.”
Mary blushed. “My own sister,” she whispered, mortified.
“Or not, I’m more than happy with Allison.”
Mary bit her lip. “You wouldn’t ever, you know, mess with my sisters.”
“Only with your permission,” I said. “I promise.”
She smiled gratefully. “Thank you.”
Mary led us to Victoria’s Secret. “I want to put on a modeling show for you,” Mary said as we entered the store. “Slut can help.”
“I would love to, Mistress.”
Mary arranged everything, after I told the salesgirls to listen to her. The customers were hurried out of the store and then the salesgirls locked the store up. Mary and Allison browsed the shelves with the help of the salesgirls, two beauties named Aurora and Heather. Aurora was the younger of the two, eighteen, her hair dyed dark blue, large breasts on display in a low cut, lacy blouse and blue jeans so tight they were almost a second skin. Peeking out of the back of her blue jeans was a red, whaletail thong. Heather was older, nearly thirty, but no less beautiful than Aurora. She had strawberry-blonde hair, falling in curls about her shoulders, brilliant blue eyes, a dolls face, and pair of round, large tits that strained her gray, silk blouse while a black, tight miniskirt clung to her curvy hips and ass.
Mary had a divan moved to face the changing rooms and sat me in the center and had the salesgirls do a strip tease for me while Allison filmed with my camcorder. Both were novices at doing a strip tease, and there was no music, but it was sexy nonetheless. The two girls wiggled asses in my face as they shrugged off blouses. Heather wasn’t wearing a bra and her right nipple was pierced with a gold ring. Aurora was wearing a strapless bra that barely covered her areolas and pushed up her large breasts. Bra off, she rubbed those large, fleshy tits in my face. She smelled of lavender and rose and I sucked a brown nipple into my mouth before she danced away.
When Heather’s miniskirt came off, I wasn’t surprised to see she wore no panties, her cunt shaved and glistening. I wondered what was the point at working in a lingerie shop if you didn’t wear any. Aurora had a difficult time getting her jeans off, they were so tight, and Heather had to help. Then, with far less effort, her red thong was off and both girls danced naked before me, rubbing against each other as they danced, then laughing, they seated themselves on either side of me, large breasts pressing softly against me.
Mary took the camcorder and placed it on the shelf, making sure it had a good shot of the divan and the entrance to the changing room. Then, she and Allison disappeared with their lingerie into the changing room as Heather and Aurora fished my cock out of my pants and started to stroke it while I took turns making out with each woman. I was sucking on Aurora’s tit when Mary and Allison exited. Both were stunning.
First Mary went, modeling a white, strapless bra with the cups covered in delicate, lilac lace and a matching pair of lilac panties, trimmed in lace. Lilac garters held up thigh-high lilac stockings. She walked before us as if she was on a runway, strutting forward then turning to give us all a good look. The three of us on the couch clapped and told her how beautiful and sexy she was. Then Allison, in a cream bustier with black lace running up the stomach and bodice, matching panties and sheer, white stalkings held on by garters, complimented the bustier. Allison did her strut, a more aggressive and sexually charged walk compared to Mary’s more graceful walk and Heather, Aurora, and I whistled and catcalled.
Giggling, Mary and Allison went back into the changing room for their next outfits and I pushed Heather down to the floor and she sucked my cock into her mouth, warm and wet, her teeth gently caressing my cock’s sensitive head. Aurora started to kiss me, her tongue wiggling in my mouth and I groped her heavy tit, rolling fat nipple between my fingers. After my cock was good and wet with Heather’s spit, she popped it out of her mouth and piled her big breasts around my cock, sandwiching it in their pillowy softness. Squeezing her tits around my cock, she started to slid them up and down. Her skin was smooth as silk, and her mouth would kiss the tip on the down stroke, teasing my cock with her wet tongue.
Mary and Allison came out in their next outfits and Mary was wearing a matching bra and thong set made of gray lace, her dusky aerolas peeking out through gaps in the lace. The thong was just wisps of gray lace that barely hid her pussy. She looked so hot that I groaned and shot my cum on Heather’s face and tits. Heather gasped in surprise, licking semen off her lips.
“Don’t just stand there, Slut,” Mary barked, slapping Allison’s ass hard, “lick up your Master’s cum of that whore.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Allison moaned, almost flying across the room in her haste to lick my semen off Heather’s large breasts and face. Allison was dressed in a black, babydoll nightgown, trimmed in pink lace and matching, transparent black panties.
Mary smacked Allison’s panty-clad ass again. “Good little sluts always lick their Master’s cum up, immediately! No matter where they find it!”
“Absolutely, Mistress,” Allison answered as Mary smacked her ass a third time.
Mary returned to the dressing room to change, leaving Allison busy cleaning Heather’s face and tits. Allison spent a good deal of time making sure her aerolas and nipples were sucked clean of cum. Aurora started to lazily stroke my cock as we watch my little slut clean Heather. When my cock was hard, she slipped down and sucked it into her mouth. Allison must have found some cum on Heather’s pussy, because she was now happily licking out her cunt. I wasn’t sure any cum actually got there, but I couldn’t complain if Allison wanted do a thorough job.
Mary third outfit was a sexy, sheer babydoll slip, pink in color. The bodice, solid pink, cupped her breasts in delicate fabric while sheer, pink silk fell down across her stomach ending just at a pair pink, lacy panties. She looked as innocent as a schoolgirl and as sexy as a stripper. She did her runway walk and I whistled at her. “God, your beautiful,” I moaned as Aurora deep-throated my cock.
“Thanks.” Mary set down next to me and spread her legs. “Slut, eat my pussy.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Allison said, pulling away from Heather’s pussy and pushed aside Mary’s panties to dive into her wet cunt, nosily eating her pussy. Heather moaned in disappointment, then furiously started to masturbate.
Mary embraced me and we kissed as are respective sluts performed orals sex on us. My hand found her tit encased in the soft silk of the slip, and rubbed and squeezed. Mary and I came together, hugging each other tightly, filling our whores mouths with our cum and juices. Some of my cum spilled out of Aurora’s mouth and Allison wasted no time in licking it off her face. I pulled Mary onto my lap, and her legs straddled my hips, the soft silk of her panties rubbing coolly on my dick as I captured her lips in a kiss.
I started deep into Mary’s emerald eyes as she pulled aside her panties and sank her cunt down onto my cock. “I love you,” she moaned, fucking me slowly. I pulled her bodice down, popping a freckled tit out and sucked it greedily into my mouth. I gripped her ass through her silk panties, feeling it flex beneath my fingers as she writhed on my cock. Her arms cradled my head to her breast, holding me as I suckled on her nipple and aerola.
Mary’s hips begin to move with a faster urgency, her breath panting. The walls of her cunt were fire on my cock, fanning my desire. “Cum with me, Mare,” I whispered, looking up at her. Our foreheads pressed together. “Cum with me.”
“Yes, yes,” Mary panted. She was fucking hard and fast, now. Hips rotating swiftly as she danced on my cock, grinding her clit into my groin. “I’m almost there!” she moaned. “Oh, God, I’m there!” Her cunt was clenching about my cock as she sat down, burying my cock all the way to her womb as she came on me. Her lips found mine and we kissed as I spilt my seed deep inside her and for singular, perfect moment, we were one.
Mary sat on my cock, kissing me, breathing my soul, as we held each other in the afterglow of our pleasure. Behind her, the other girls moaned and panted as they fucked each other, yelling as they made each other cum, lapping at wet cunts and sucking at hard nipples. Mary finally got off me, slumping wearily on the couch and cuddling up to me. Her legs were spread, my cum oozing through the silk panties. Allison was on us in seconds, licking the cum off my cock and out of Mary’s cunt as we dozed on the couch, lazily watching Heather and Aurora slip into a sixty-nine and devour each other.
“I love you,” I whispered to Mary, and kissed my love as our slut licked my cum out of her cunt.
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